GRAND RELAUNCH BARBECUE

[heloise]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Awesomeness Committee BBQ party
When: Saturday, July 6
Where: Castle lawn and pool


So many days into summer and not a single pool party yet! Today castle residents may hear some noise wafting from the lawn and pool along with that distinct smell of the barbecue roaring. Oh yeaaah, Barney Stinson's got you covered, Paradisa!

The lawn area has been decked out all in colors, with the grills to one side and the chocolate fountain to another. For those more inclined to chill out and soak up the sun, there are picnic rugs rolled out on the green grass among any kind of game you could wish for. The pool itself has a few floating beds thrown in and all sorts of toys, with a changing tent set up just nearby for anyone who decides they want to get wet and wild after all!

All the fun is for forgetting recent horrors the residents have been through. So once the sun goes down, there will be a time to write down all unpleasantness, and set it to fire. But be careful not to stay out too late; the Castle may have a different idea of Cinderella once midnight strikes.


THE BARBECUE | LAWN AREA | THE POOL | PAPER LANTERNS

Comments

[heloise]

Well wow, Lucrezia is no stranger to the male physique but she knows a damn good one when she see it. No need to stare now. It's a good thing that being the hostess gives her a good excuse to start a conversation even with strangers.Especially the hot ones.

"Might I fetch you a drink?"

[last_rat_standing]

Bond takes full advantage of his dark sunglasses as he lets his eyes slowly wander up the woman in front of him. Finally he smiles, reaching up and pulling them down slightly so she can see his blue eyes.

"Only if you fetch one for yourself as well and join me."

[heloise]

Fair enough, when he's already baring more than she does. She only needs to walk a little ways away to pick out two glasses of red wine, since he gave her the privilege of choosing for him a drink, before stepping back to take a seat by him and offer one to him. Also her choosing. He'll just have to trust her on this one.

[last_rat_standing]

He won't complain about wine, as long as it's a decent vintage. Alcohol is alcohol, after all, and he's quite accustomed to drinking whatever the situation calls for.

He takes the glass with a nod and a smile, "Thank you. And may I ask who I have the pleasure of drinking with this evening?"

[heloise]

The best vintage from Valencia, of course. She takes a sip of her own glass first, as if to show him that it is good. "It would be good manners for the gentleman to introduce himself first."

[last_rat_standing]

He simply smiles, "Bond. James Bond." Lifting the glass in a toast to her he takes a sip of his own, making an appropriately appreciative noise at the taste. He most certainly approves.

[heloise]

Lucrezia smiles at the response. It's always good to be appreciated, and her family has always taken much pride in being Spanish. "Lucrezia Borgia," she raises her glass in response. "A toast to our meeting, James?"

[last_rat_standing]

His eyebrows lift ever so slightly at the name. Really, now? Well that's certainly an interesting development. Not that he's about to look a gift horse in the mouth, of course.

His mouth quirks into a warmer smile as he nods, "To fortunate meetings." He takes a sip of the wine, watching her above the rim of his glass.

[heloise]

Lucrezia remembers of course, that other fortunate meeting by the hedge maze when the name "James" was mentioned, but it isn't such an unusual name, unlike hers, here.

"As the hostess, I am obliged to ask if you are enjoying yourself."

[last_rat_standing]

He smiled, eyes watching her very closely. "Increasingly so, thank you. I had no idea you were the hostess. I believe thanks are in order in that case."

[heloise]

He might notice that she takes only the smallest sip of her wine despite how wine it might be, more intent on watching him in return. "I assume that is because you have enjoyed the event, yes?"

[last_rat_standing]

Oh of course. There's no need to rush through the glass, after all. He gives her a small nod, "Yes, though that is in part due to present company."

FINE, I MEANT FINE WINE >:

[heloise]

Lucrezia tips her head to the side in question, no stranger to such compliments, platitudes, but she knows it would be polite to still smile. "Only in part?"